Nightwing hummed as he walked, escrima sticks twirling in his hands as he walked, patrol had just ended, so he was on his way back to the others.

They would all meet at the manor like always, but then something seemed off, and that's when he noticed it, he was being followed, but who would be following him right after patrol ended? It wasn't that he couldn't think of any, more so that there were too many! God this was gonna be hard to guess..

Eventually though he picked up on who it was, the barely noticeable sound of small feet padding against the concrete of Gotham, how stealthy they walked, this was Robin.

Nightwing was sure of it, he knew his baby brother, he was sure the baby bat was following him, but he wasn't sure of why, and then suddenly something shaped suspiciously like his ten year old little brother jumped from a rooftop onto Nightwing's back, clinging onto him in a way only someone trained could. This was Robin alright, his legs wrapped around Nightwing waist, arms could around the man's neck, forcing them into a piggy back position, Nightwing didn't stumble.. Surely not.